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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;As
 Moms we are to be: Nurse, Chauffeur, Chef, Dentist, DJ, Fashion 
Director, Janitor, Launderer, Banker, Dietician, Personal Shopper, 
Photographer, Plumber, Caregiver, Maid, Cheerleader, Counselor, 
Storyteller, Teacher, Exterminator, Coach, Negotiator… The list is 
endless. So why is it that SAHM's, and mom's who get paid to work 
outside the home can't support each other?!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5526908076828709223-2772275516392935111?l=mpkmamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This  is how the feelings of rage begin. I feet overwhelmed, stressed, and  tired and then I loose it, I grab, I swat, I yank and forget who I am speaking to. And  then I'm flattened by guilt. A crushing wave of shame crashes over me  and I am suddenly the worst mom in the world. What is wrong with me?  Why can’t I pull it together? Why can't I answer innocent questions, why don't I want to play? &lt;br /&gt;
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I have a history of  depression and felt like this after the 2nd and refused to speak to anyone about it, I hid any  sadness, weepiness or other bad feelings that might have arisen after  giving birth, after all I was "perfect" I've always strived for that and in public I was the perfect Mom. I went out and did things so I was in public and couldn't lose it. I found a great group of Mama's and activities to do and my "NORMAL"  emotional state returned. Now, however, as  I adjust to being the mother of 3 I find myself overwhelmed by  unexpected emotions, expectations and anger. There is no where to go here, so I am stuck alone in the darkness and no where to go to be in public and act how I want to act, not how I am feeling...&lt;br /&gt;
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Do I feel depressed? YES. Do I sit  and weep inconsolably? Who has time? So, how do I feel? Angry.  Ridiculously, illogically, uncontrollably angry. I am irritable,  impatient, and resentful. Then I feel guilty, which makes me feel angry  all over again.&lt;br /&gt;
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After losing my temper at my two older kids 23 months and 4,  screaming at my husband, feeling irritated at my newborn, and having unattainable expectations, I began to feel as though I am losing  my mind. I love kids and I wanted my 3, yet I felt like  such a fraud for not “being able to handle” 3 small children. I  couldn’t wait to have my kids and here I am resentful of the time I have with them.&lt;br /&gt;
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I thought briefly that this could be Postpartum Depression, so I did some research and found a list of symptoms: &lt;br /&gt;
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• Feeling restless or moody&lt;br /&gt;
• Feeling sad, hopeless, and overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;
• Crying a lot&lt;br /&gt;
• Having no energy or motivation&lt;br /&gt;
• Eating too little or too much&lt;br /&gt;
• Sleeping too little or too much&lt;br /&gt;
• Having trouble focusing or making decisions&lt;br /&gt;
• Having memory problems&lt;br /&gt;
• Feeling worthless and guilty&lt;br /&gt;
• Losing interest or pleasure in activities you used to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;
• Withdrawing from friends and family&lt;br /&gt;
• Having headaches, aches and pains, or stomach problems that don’t go away&lt;br /&gt;
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Well,  what I was feeling just didn’t seem to fit the list. I now begin to wonder if I am just a really bad mother. I feel like I love  being a mom, but I long for time alone. I love my children, but I  watch the clock while waiting for bedtime each day.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/mbkoch1/"&gt;ME on pinterest :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5526908076828709223-1088376376983214384?l=mpkmamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I unfortunately slap, spank and grab when I am going to snap which is  about every day with my 2 month old, my 23 months old and just 4 year  old. My husband moved me from Boston (right in the city) where I grew up  and had support to middle of nowhere Sidney NE where there is NOTHING  to do, not even a target within 2 hours! With the 3rd baby I was on  bedrest there were baby and placenta complications, we moved temporarily  back to Boston for the birth since the hospital is 3 hours away, then  moved back here after the baby’s birth, and bought a house and moved. We  still have not sold our house so it is a financial BURDEN to have the 2  houses. I am at my whits end and feel like I am always snapping  (similar to my upbringing) and creating a horrible environment for my  children. Plus all the comments to me from family and working out of the  home Mom’s about “how lucky I am to stay home” This article was good  and gives me some coping tips to try when everyone is ALWAYS crying and  whining at my house &lt;img alt=":(" class="wp-smiley" src="http://www.phdinparenting.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" /&gt;  Seriously are everyone’s kids needy and unhappy ALL the time??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5526908076828709223-8525973343652073996?l=mpkmamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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September 12 2011, perfectly healthy and a great drug free 2 hour birth from water breaking to holding her!&lt;br /&gt;
After all the complications and worrying my beautiful girl was born at 40.5 weeks naturally and HEALTHY!! and BIG 8 pounds 1oz and 19.5 inches long :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5526908076828709223-4182093268903385876?l=mpkmamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hi preschool ends this Thursday and I am scrambling to find summer activities for him to do. I think I will enroll him in "camp" for 2 half days at his preschool and depending on where we are (Boston or Nebraska) he will have swimming lessons in July.&lt;br /&gt;
He is my emotional, freaking out at the drop of a dime. His latest battle is underwear. We have now started buying size 6/7 for our 3 year old and they still "hurt his penis" every day is a battle about the underwear choice and it sometimes leads to screaming, kicking, hitting, and a 30 minute ordeal. I threaten to take him to the Dr. but nothing works short of putting him in his room and telling him he can't come out till he has underwear on. Sometimes this backfires though when he needs to leave to get to school or daycare on time.&lt;br /&gt;
He knows all his colors and can count up to 20. He's started to really use his imagination to create stories or scenarios. I think this is from the interaction with the other 2 boys at daycare.&lt;br /&gt;
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Emma is 1 year 5 months and is a spit fire!&lt;br /&gt;
She will climb on anything and everything and wants to do and eat and say everything her brother does. She is big into covering up her babies and putting them to sleep or laying something down on the floor and snuggling up to it. She enjoys the itsy bitsy spider and will do the hand movements and this little piggy went to market and will ask for wee wee wee. She can say Papple for apple, B, me, up, mo for more, bubble, Mommy, Papa, and NO. She will sign please, thank you, bath, milk, diaper change, all done,&amp;nbsp;eat, sleep and book. She will&amp;nbsp;eat almost anything and eats with a fork and spoon and drinks milk out of a sippy cup. Her 3 1 year molars&amp;nbsp;have popped through and the bottom left is stubbornly on it's way. She knows her belly, belly button, hair, eyes, feet, arms, hands, and legs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5526908076828709223-9016903536709252667?l=mpkmamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There are some good points, such as the kids are in daycare full time so I am all alone all day every day to read, rest and watch trash TV but seriously after a few weeks it really stinks.&lt;br /&gt;
The first 10 days we had my Mother In Law here to care for the kids and help Paul out with the household chores. It worked out well but Liam was having some issues adjusting to not only the Nebraska move but now Mom in bed and Nana here to rule the roost.&lt;br /&gt;
I've been very lucky to have Paul come home at lunch, and friends visit daily. We have had meals delivered from MOPS which has been a GREAT help, but seriously nothing can take away the fear, unknown and boredom of bed rest.&lt;br /&gt;
So far I have&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read the first 2 Stephanie Plum series books&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Caught up on Real Housewives of New Jersey&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Caught up on the Real World&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Started watching The Secret Life of the American Teenager&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Reinstalled Vista on my computer&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Read Redeeming Love&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wrote thank you notes&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Done a ton of&amp;nbsp;crosswords and word games&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Knitted the baby a sweater and hat&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Played online Solitaire and Scrabble&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Bed Rest has made me thankful for&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A WONDERFUL husband who has taken care of everything, including me, our children, the dog, our house, all the cleaning, meals, etc. I am truly a blessed woman and I married the right man!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The support of my family and friends&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The MOPS group here in Sidney Nebraska. Every day I have had a visitor drop by and people call to check on me.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;MOPS meals! We have had meals delivered almost every&amp;nbsp;night by wonderful Mama's&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The support of my Bitchin Mama's from far away!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Day Care and how affordable&amp;nbsp;and flexible it is here, allowing me to enroll both my children full time at a minutes notice!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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I miss&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;having my support system of Mama's and my choices of Targets to run to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Running outside (which I can do here, just not sure if the dirt roads are "safe" to run along)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Museums, the cafe's, starbucks, and the Aquarium&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Riding the train, and the tourists in the city&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The quintessential New England towns that I can never afford but dream I can.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Impromptu play-dates and a plethora of Mama's to call on ( I posted on a MOPS board about having people over for a kids craft playdate and no one responded)...I miss having friends&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;I don't miss&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being the only English speaking person in the store, neighborhood, phone etc.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The garbage and disrespect of the people in the city and their VULGAR language&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Car alarms, drag racing, and emergency sirens during the day and into the night&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Lack of outdoor and indoor space&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Fighting for a parking spot or fighting parking tickets! &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;What I love so far&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Local coffee shop&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Meeting people who know you or have seen your kids somewhere in town&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tons of outdoor space&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A garage&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The genuine pleasantness of people&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The willingness of people to embrase you and make you feel comfortable (The golden rule is still alive, and it is alive in Sidney)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The sense of community and togetherness during the holiday season&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A great children's library with a wonderful librarian&lt;/li&gt;
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I shall soon find out.&lt;br /&gt;
We go the other way down the dirt road and Emma starts to nod off so I say forget this we will just go home and do it another day (we have many days left!) There really isn't enough room to turn around so I will just drive backwards down the dirt road, if nothing else Liam will get a kick out of it. Well all is well till we start to slide the ABS brakes kick in and we slide off into a ditch and get stuck..damn front wheeled drive cars. So I reverse and forward and try to rock up out of the ditch to no avail, finally a pickup passes and a bunch of kids ask if I need help. They try to tow me out and the rope breaks, so they have a wench and wench me out...ahh welcome to Sidney where they don't plow, salt, or sand the roads and where 4WD is a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;
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Note to Self: Might not want to do all the days errands in one day :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I also connected with a DS Mama today!! And a woman from MOPS! Both have similar aged kids and were again super nice. Small town living just might be fun.&lt;br /&gt;
I also got a cool new pacifier to try and review in the mail :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5526908076828709223-3550622379735519681?l=mpkmamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We wake up we all drive Papa to work, we head to Walmart (waste almost 2 hours there), quick run home to pee and change Emma, head to the 10am playgroup at the Communty Center, check out the gym and Liam's new preschool, pck up Papa for lunch, lunch, back to drop off Papa, home to nap, TV, play, back top get Papa, Walmart again for wine (YES MAMA NEEDS WINE) dinner then bed... All in a Sidney day.&lt;br /&gt;
I met 2 great Mama's who are both Cabela's transplants and have kids around the same age and stay at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5526908076828709223-4514480715628811117?l=mpkmamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So Monday morning comes and the kids and I board a plane to Denver. Plane ride goes smoothly and the kids did great. We get our bags and embark on the next chapter in our lives and take the 3 hour drive to Sidney Ne.&lt;br /&gt;
So now coming from Boston we are in the car 10-20 minutes max per outing so 3 hours in the car was a LONG time for my kids, the are we there yet and screaming started about 1 minutes in, thankfully there was a Starbucks ;)&lt;br /&gt;
The temp housing we are in is ok, the place is 3 bedrooms and fully furnished with all the necessities you'd use in 1 day, i.e. 4 plates 4 spoons 4 towels etc. :) All in all it is fine and it is our place to call home for the next few months or until our place sells.&lt;br /&gt;
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Liam is in LOVE, there are John Deere's everywhere and the railroad runs through the town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5526908076828709223-7195536825261834377?l=mpkmamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We packed up a caravan and Paul and Mochie headed out west to Nebraska with the necessitates and the kids and I headed down South for some fun n the sun and family time.&lt;br /&gt;
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We visited IKEA :), Busch Gardens a few times, The Glacier Children's Museum a few times, the pool, the local Targets, the Mall and every Starbucks I could find...I had to "Live it Up"!&lt;br /&gt;
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We hit up Avery's Halloween part at school for our first round of Trick or Treating. Liam was a Monkey and Little Emma was a Spider. The costumes were a little too New Englandy and my poor kids were roasting. On the actual Trick or Treat Day Lam opted for the "Bones PJ's" and was a scary skeleton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5526908076828709223-719236627351655614?l=mpkmamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So from city to country we will travel.&lt;br /&gt;
So many things to coordinate, the sale of the home, the purchase of a home, the moving, the packing, the relocating, the Dr.'s, the dentists, the banks, the schools etc etc&lt;br /&gt;
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Now my heart is racing I run in grab my flip flops and in my PJ's I head down the street determined to find our stuff in someones backyard, I climb up on our roof to get a better view but still nothing :(&lt;br /&gt;
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Here's what we lost, and if you are in the area and see someone's kids playing with ALL these not so new looking toys, let me know!!&lt;br /&gt;
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On Sunday we headed to Carson's Farm in Harvard and it was by far the BEST farm for picking I have ever been to. We had Blueberries, Raspberries, Nectarines, and Peaches, toss in a free hayride and it's a day in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;
Now what to make..peach pie perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite all the "downers" we had an amazing time! Liam and I canoed, walked in the woods, had smores and swam together. The boys went fishing and Liam got to experience Paul catching a fish, he was so excited and kept wondering if it was pretend or not, ahh the innocence of a small boy.&lt;br /&gt;
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